Author's Note: A random AN because this is going up on my birthday. Now I'm 23 . . . Yay?
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. At all. I only own my fond childhood memories of it and some of the movies on DVD.
Fight 08
A Girl's Intuition
Videl Satan wasn't angry. She had transcended angry. She was staring at the written report of the Gold Fighter incident from that morning. This morning the teenage crime-fighter had been running late enough as it was. So she didn't bother asking too many details at the time. All she knew was he showed up glowing a bright golden yellow before stopping the robbers in their tracks. It took him all of two minutes.
Videl wasn't as angry at the Gold Fighter as she was at herself for letting her guard down. She was always suspicious of people she was just meeting for the first time. She was no stranger to people trying to be her friend because of who her father was. It was a trait she had cultivated over the last seven years after being conned one too many times. This was different though and that made it worse.
After lunch Gohan had filled a gap in her close group of friends that she didn't even know was there. Despite her initial reservations he had made it clear that the collision that morning had been an accident. Including what happened in the short time subsequent to that. Videl involuntarily flushed at the memory. Though she still wondered about him throughout the day. Not in the same suspicious manner as usual however. Something about Gohan gave her the feeling he was hiding something big and the mystery thrilled her oddly. Then she read the report.
As much as she didn't want to admit it the evidence was almost damning. The Gold Fighter was about six feet tall and had been wearing a black vest over a white shirt, orange pants, and the OSHS badge. The was only one person at school who almost fit the description to a T. The only thing missing was the golden hair. She was resigned to the reality that she would need to keep a close eye on him from now on. Just when she thought she found someone new she could fully trust.
"I hope you prove my suspicions wrong Son Gohan." She smirked as the fire in her eyes burned hotter, "Though this is a good chance to try to figure you out. Whether you are the Gold Fighter or not."
Word Count: Approx. 390
